I don’t think
You appreciate
How hard it is
To stay on track
When the only steps
Available
Are two forward
And three back
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I don’t think
You appreciate
How hard it is
To stay on track
When the only steps
Available
Are two forward
And three back
If I could love anyone
She said
Then it would be you
But what’s inside me now
Is broken
And there is nothing
I can do
I’ve often wondered
Over the years
If I had never met
The barbarian
What my life
Would have been like
Had I slept
With the librarian
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
High School English Teachers
I remember everything about you
Your cardigan, glasses and quiff
If you weren’t so much older
Maybe I’d have been bolder
And asked you out forthwith
(Originally Posted 19.08.2022)
Last Chance
Despite my protests
to the contrary,
it has always
been you.
Why not
meet me
at the library,
and I’ll make
your dreams
come true.
(Originally Posted 19.08.2019)
As much as we had fun
She said
I am never
Drinking again
What on earth were we thinking
He said
Mixing grape
And grain
It never ceases to amaze me
How quickly the tears can flow
At some moment of nostalgia
Or sentimental TV show
I guess it’s just indicative
Of how most days I can deal
But just beneath the surface
Lurks a trauma yet to heal
The worst is when
All hope is gone
And you know that they
Can’t carry on
When the end is coming
At them hard
And all that’s left
Is wounds and scars
That’s when you wish
They could call it a day
Instead of just watching
Them waste away
I remembered what
It was like today
Back when that pain
Gnawed away
When his death broke me
To the sum of my parts
And my mental health
Was off the charts
And although with her
I did empathise
I couldn’t be false
Or tell her lies
So I whispered the truth
As I’ve come to accept it
Although time does heal
It can never correct it
Feel free
To take it all
She said
The Valium,
Zoloft and Prozac
They never really
Worked for me
So it’s not like
I’ll need them back
It's like now
He's gone
We're missing
The glue
And the bond
Is broken
Between me
And you
I’ll sleep with you
When I’m good and ready
So don’t come around here
All hot and heavy
Thinking your patter
Will trick me to bed
You see all that talk
I’ve heard before
And believe you me
I know the score
So never again
Can I be misled
I need time
To think it through
She said
It’s not that cut
And dried
Well you need
To hurry up
He said
As time’s not on
Our side
So much the same
Between me and you
But it’s okay
I’ve buried it too
Do as I say
Not as I do
Words I really
Should have tattooed
Have you done this before
He said
As you’re really rather good
Some things wouldn’t be right to share
She said
Even if I could
The older I get
She said
I’ve realised
That the timing
Will never be right
You’ve just got to go for it
She said
And to not
Be so uptight
I am honestly
Not interested
In whatever
You’ve got to say
It’s not like
It’ll make a difference
To how I feel
Anyway
For I have
Already decided
This relationship
Has died a death
So you may as well
Just leave me alone
And save
Your fucking breath
I guess I'll go out
Again today
See if another kill
Will put away
All these feelings
Of anger and rage
Yet as the bodies
Increase
Whether their death
Brings peace
Is getting far harder
For me to gauge
Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
I knew I’d regret
That glass of wine
And so, to bed
I’m now resigned
I’ll go out with you
Again tonight
But don’t expect
I’ll be too much fun
I mean, I’ll be okay
But will slip away
When my social battery
Is done
I wrote to you
The other day
As I find the words
Too hard to say
So I thought a note
The best way to approach it
That is, of course,
If I ever post it
When I see you love
So lazily
It makes me think
There’s hope for me
To steal him away
Soon
There was a time
I’d humour you
But that has long
Since passed
It’s not like I ever
Wanted to know
That’s why I
Never asked
As another sun sets
On our argument
My stomach
Is still in bits
Because of all the things
We could’ve been
I never thought
That we’d be this
I never said
You weren’t thoughtful
Not conscientious or kind
It’s just that when I said
I wish you were dead
I had other things
On my mind
If I was a little more forward
And not just so uptight
Then I’d stop being so awkward
And sleep with you tonight
But as it is I’m a coward
With no confidence at all
So the only thing I’ll see tonight
Are the cracks in my bedroom wall
Just kick back
And drink with me
There’s no need
To be so reserved
As for tying up loose ends
And toasting old friends
We’ve got all the time
In the world
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
This isn’t the most painful
She said
Or the worst hardship
I’ve endured
My armour’s doing fine
She said
Though I’m not too sure
About yours
The longer I live
With a broken heart
The more I think dying
Was the easier part
You convince yourself
It’s not that bad
When it’s the only love
You’ve ever had
I’ve found if you socialise enough
Sometimes, it actually works
Then it’s only when
You’re alone again
That it really fucking hurts
I’ve seen what lurks
Inside you
Despite what you’re trying
To show
And it’s clear, in fact
Your crawling back
Just confirms what
I already know
How many times more likely
Would it be if you asked politely
I mean I’d let you do
Whatever you wanted to
If you just spoke to me nicely
To acclaim and adulation
Of late I’ve been besieged
But that’s just what happens
When your mind blackens
And suffers a containment breach
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
I hear you shout
Through the wall
And realise you don’t
Love her at all
Then I see you fight
From my bed
And know you won’t stop
Until she’s dead
If you gave me the chance
He said
I’d have you seeing stars in minutes
Well, you’re free to explore my body
She said
But my mind is strictly off limits
From over the hills
And far away
Your spirit calls me
Every day
Though I caught his eye
As he said goodbye
I couldn’t quite tell
If he would jump
But when he didn’t show up
Later on that month
I knew to the bridge
He had succumbed
Lying here prone
On the bathroom floor
Praying my sins be absolved
If I can just resolve
To show tequila the door
If I was to meet my father
When he was a younger man
I would ask him some questions
To help me to understand
Like did he ever really love her
That’s what I’d like to know
Why did he defy his parents
If it was all just for show?
Why when he had his own kids
Did he revert back to what he knew
Why treat us the way he had been
What was he trying to do?
But most of all I’d tell him
Of the mistakes he was going to make
And convince him to do things differently
For our relationships sake
Love is about
Power and control
Not romance or flowers
But bleeding the soul
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
It doesn’t matter
What you do
Or how many fantasies
You suggest
As nothing can beat
The reality
That plays
Inside my head
I really shouldn’t
Call you
And from your delights,
Refrain
As I’d probably be better
Off alone
Than to sleep with you
Again
I watched you tonight
Schmoozing the crowd
All good-natured
And affable
Yet I’ve seen you inside
Where there’s nowhere to hide
And the difference
Is fucking laughable
Where will it end
She said
When will it all
Just stop
I’ve got no fucking idea
He said
But I know we’re both
For the chop
I thought that you
Were telling the truth
When you said
You were here to help
Yet despite my decline
I realised in time
You were only ever out
For yourself
As she sat down
She looked around
And each of their smiles
Was a winner
Yet she couldn’t help
But think to herself
They are only here
For the dinner
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
Perhaps I should consider
Meeting someone else instead
But I can’t help thinking
(Especially when drinking)
That I’d be better off dead
Suggestions on what
To do and not
Believe me,
I’ve had a billion
But remember that
What you state as fact
Is just
Your fucking opinion
I know I don’t
Tell you enough
Preferring to make
Remarks off the cuff
But I do love you,
You know
I know
What they say
But it’s simply
Not true
Because at the end
Of the day
There’s no one
Like you
If I could learn
To love myself
I know how happy
I could be
But the effort required
Would be superhuman
And I don’t have that much
In me
I’ll get up to eat
Some food today
As opposed to staying
In bed
Maybe then I’ll find
Ways to busy my mind
Instead of laying there
Like I’m dead
My five year anniversary,
Today
And still those feelings
Haven’t gone away
There was once a time
When I could go home
Shower
And wash myself clean
But now there’s no let up
No matter how hard I scrub
From the pain
My body has seen
Sneaking outside
For a cheeky cigarette
I catch your eye
And swiftly regret
That I said
I’d go home with him
Creeping back inside
And to the bar
I see you again
Peering from afar
And I know
That it’s sink or swim
It’s your hair at first
That grabs my attention
But when I see your face
I know my intention
Is to take you back
To mine
And as I watch you again
When you walk back in
Standing at the bar
Ordering a drink
I know it’s just
A matter of time
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
I’m really looking forward to it
She said
I think we’ll have a good night
I think it’ll all depend
He said
On any home truths coming to light
I didn’t mean
For you to leave
All I needed
Was a break
And now you’ve gone
All I do is dwell on
My unintentional
Mistake
It’s not
Just what
It took
From you
But it’s what
Was robbed
From me too
It felt good
To have a clear out
To get rid
Of all that junk
And maybe now I’m nearer
To the path being clearer
I’ll find my way
Out of this funk
I see you hold her
In your arms
And wonder if she’ll succunb
To your boyish charms
Because if it was me
That you cradled so tight
I’d want to stay there
All day and all night
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